It creeps and crawls. It slowly chokes me. This anxiety. Especially when I’m alone. In somebody’s company, however, I am pleasantly distracted and feel uplifted. There is a clear reason why I feel this way: a prescription adjustment. Four weeks ago a very tangible shift occurred after my doctor switched me from 125 to …Continue reading "Morning pages"
I’d reach for something, try to pick it up, and it would slip. Dropping things and incoordination or loss of balance became a daily occurrence. I need more rest, the baby has been keeping me up at night. It’s just that I need sleep. She was only a few months old, and convinced it was sleep-deprivation–and …Continue reading "One Hundred Days with Hashimoto’s. Day 16: The Disasters of Brain Fog"